He had just crashed into the trigger point of the mechanism, intending to scare the archaeological team away so that he and his group could take the things in the stone chamber and find a way to leave through another exit.
But he didn't expect that he made a wrong judgment. The stone doors still fell down and completely blocked the road!
Murong Jing came to the stone gate and tried to apply force from different angles, but it didn't move at all.
She also realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Xu Laoba, you've killed us all!" a woman among the tomb robbers cursed.
The short man immediately shouted, "Bullshit! I've helped you guys make a fortune over the years. Did I force you to come to this fight? You guys are crying and begging to come with me!"
The black man was about to cry: "Stop making noise, Uncle Xu, there is no signal here. Think of a solution quickly, I don't want to die here..."
The woman pointed at Murong Jing and screamed, "Isn't there still that archaeological team? They ran away, you can't just leave your own people here and not care about them!"
The black man seemed to see a glimmer of hope when he heard this, but then Xu Laoba poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
"Oh, even if they want to save us, what can they do? This kind of place cannot be opened by human power. If we try to blast it, it is likely to collapse and bury all of us. The only way is to drive a large machine in.
Think about what kind of place Yanhe Mountain is. If the excavators come in, we would have been suffocated to death inside!"
The black man finally burst into tears.
Murong Jing's head hurt from the noise. When she looked up, she was surprised to find that Zhu Qingyan had appeared behind the stone table at some point and was squatting on the ground, looking at something.
Murong Jing walked over and patted her on the shoulder.
When Zhu Qingyan saw her, he looked a little reserved and pointed at the wall and whispered:
"Look, there are words engraved on this stone wall."
Murong Jing swept the stone wall with a flashlight and indeed could vaguely see some traces of engraving, but the content was completely unclear.
Zhu Qingyan said:
“Although the content of the stone carving is blurry and has been damaged, it still looks like the Central Plains language. If you look carefully, you can still guess what it means.
This should be a huge stone tablet, engraved with the deeds of many famous officials of that dynasty."
Murong Jing looked at her with some confusion, not knowing what to say.
It's already this late, but she still has the mood to study the contents of the stone tablet. Now the most important thing is to stay alive.
"I think there should be a chance to escape in this stone chamber." Zhu Qingyan said, pointing to a few lines of words on the wall.
"It says here: Nine stars align, and the gates of heaven open by themselves."
Murong Jing asked: "Are you sure that the 'Gate of Heaven' mentioned above refers to the stone gates that are blocking us?"
"Not sure." Zhu Qingyan said somewhat embarrassedly, "But we have to give it a try anyway."
"Okay." Murong Jing held her forehead helplessly and accidentally touched the wound on her forehead. She retracted her hand in pain.
Zhu Qingyan then remembered that she was still injured and quickly took out iodine and cotton swabs from her backpack.
Murong Jing waved her hand, "This minor injury is nothing serious—"
"No." Zhu Qingyan said firmly. He asked her to sit on the ground and used a flashlight to carefully disinfect her wound.
"This kind of ancient tomb is dark and damp, which is most likely to breed bacteria. If the wound on the forehead gets infected, it will be troublesome. And——"
Zhu Qingyan's voice suddenly became quieter.
"Thank you for saving me just now."
Murong Jing fell silent after hearing this.
After a moment, she suddenly raised her head slightly and looked at Zhu Qingyan, her voice filled with a hint of confusion and hesitation.
"Actually... do you feel like we've met before somewhere?"
"Ah, that time in the coffee shop..."
"Not that time." Murong Jing said firmly, and smiled after a moment.
Forget it. If I tell you about my dream, I’m afraid people will think I’m crazy.
At this time, a series of "ding-ding-dang-dang" sounds of chiseling the wall were heard.
Everyone looked up at the same time. It turned out that the tomb robbers were holding mattocks and chiseling something from the stone wall.
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